Wu Mo was very famous in Black Glow City. Basically, no one in the same realm was his match!
Perhaps there were a few whose strength was no lower than Wu Mo's, but they did not dare to fight him lightly. This was because his methods were strange. If they lost, they would definitely die.
Wu Mo's Fighting Soul was extremely special. It was one in a billion.
His Fighting Soul was a dream!
It was called the "Dream Realm Fighting Soul"!
Su Mo's heart became slightly heavy. He was not afraid of his opponent's strength, but his strange methods were difficult to deal with.
At this moment, Wu Mo, who was dressed in a black robe, also looked at Su Mo. Their eyes met and an invisible flame shot out.
"You are very arrogant!" Wu Mo opened his mouth, his voice slightly hoarse and very stiff.
"Is that so?" Su Mo shrugged his shoulders and did not deny it.
"I challenge you. Do you dare to accept?"
Wu Mo stood up and said coldly, "Don't be in a hurry to answer. I will give you time to think about it. Those who dare to fight with me, no one in the same realm can survive!"
Wu Mo's voice was not loud, but it was filled with confidence. It was higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. This was the iron blood confidence of being invincible in the same realm.
The entire fighting ground was silent. Everyone's eyes fell on Su Mo, wanting to see if he dared to accept the challenge.
Once Su Mo accepted the challenge, he would almost certainly die!
Wu Mo's strength was actually not strong, but it was unparalleled. Even those whose strength far exceeded Wu Mo's would die at his hands.
Su Mo was expressionless. In Wu Chen's memory, Wu Mo's name was like thunder in his ears.
"Dream Realm Fighting Soul?" Su Mo was curious. What kind of Fighting Soul was this? What abilities did it have?
On the stands, Wu Yuan saw that Su Mo did not immediately agree. He changed his mind and sneered, "Wu Chen, so what if your fighting strength is extraordinary? You still don't dare to fight with Wu Mo! "
He was worried that Su Mo would not dare to accept the challenge and started to provoke Su Mo with words to arouse his competitive spirit.
Su Mo ignored Wu Yuan and stared at Wu Mo in a black robe. After a moment of silence, he nodded his head heavily.
"Let's go to the fighting ring!" Su Mo said lightly. No matter how strange his opponent was, he was not afraid.
"Very good!" The Witch grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth. She looked unusually creepy.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, a black shadow flashed and Wu Mo appeared on the fighting ring, facing Su Mo.
"Since you've chosen death, I'll fulfill your wish!" Wu Mo said calmly.
"Don't be too full of yourself!" Su Mo's eyes flashed with killing desire.
"Have a taste of a nightmare!" The Witch smiled coldly and a shadow rose behind her. It was a blurry fog.
This mist was greyish-white in color. As soon as it appeared, it expanded rapidly and instantly filled the entire fighting ring.
Unsurprisingly, Su Mo's body was instantly shrouded by the mist.
In the next breath, the scene before his eyes changed, and he appeared in a dark room.
The room was like a cage, and Su Mo found that his hands and feet were tied to a huge cross-shaped skeleton with thick iron chains.
His entire body was powerless and incomparably weak. It was as if all his cultivation had disappeared.
"What's going on?" Su Mo turned pale with fright and was completely bewildered by the situation! How could he be captured?
Could it be an illusion? Or was it a dream?
"Hehe! Wu Chen, how do you want to die? "Wu Mo appeared in front of Su Mo, holding a thin dagger in his hand.
"Wu Mo, what is this place?" Su Mo asked in a deep voice.
"This is a dream, a dream that I created for you!" Wu Mo grinned, revealing his white teeth. He did not hide anything. Among those of the same rank, not many could escape from his dream.
"Dream!" Su Mo's heart sank, but he was not too surprised. Wu Mo's Fighting Soul was a Dream Realm Fighting Soul, and being able to create a dream was within his expectations.
However, he did not think that this dream would be so strange and terrifying!
Chi!
Right at that moment, Wu Mo's palm stretched out and directly pierced the dagger in his hand into Su Mo's chest.
Eh ~ ~
Su Mo let out a muffled groan as he felt a sharp pain in his body. Blood flowed down his chest.
"My favorite thing is to kill geniuses, especially strong geniuses!" As Wu Mo spoke, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed Su Mo's body again.
With two stab wounds, Su Mo's blood gushed out like a fountain. He was incomparably miserable, and the intense pain attacked his soul.
However, Su Mo forced himself to calm down and immediately communicated with his Devouring Fighting Soul.
This was a dream, and cultivation strength was absolutely useless. Only the power of the Fighting Soul could break it!
Fortunately, although it was a dream, Su Mo could still communicate with the Fighting Soul in his body.
Just as he was about to activate the Devouring Fighting Soul, he immediately suppressed this thought. Wu Mo's Dream Realm Fighting Soul was quite extraordinary, and he wanted to see how strong it was.
Immediately after, Su Mo communicated with the White Long Sword Fighting Soul and immediately activated the power of the Fighting Soul.
Buzz buzz buzz ~ ~
Sword might burst forth from his body, bringing with it an astonishing sharpness that immediately caused the Dream Realm Cage to slightly tremble.
However, although the cage trembled, there were no signs of it breaking.
"It's useless, my Dream Realm Fighting Soul is a one in a million perfect Fighting Souls. You can't break it!" Wu Mo laughed coldly and began to use the dagger in his hand to cut Su Mo's body.
Chi chi chi!!
The sound of the sharp dagger cutting through flesh rang out, causing one's teeth to ache. Not long after, Su Mo's body was slashed with more than ten wounds that were so deep that bones could be seen.
This caused the blood in Su Mo's body to almost run out. His body became weak, and he almost didn't have the strength to move a finger.
However, Su Mo wasn't too worried. This was a dream. As long as he maintained his mind, he wouldn't die.
He had also guessed that Wu Mo was probably going to use cruel methods to destroy his willpower, shatter his beliefs, and then completely kill him.
At this time, Su Mo once again communicated with the 12 Sword Martial Souls. Together with the White Long Sword Fighting Soul, the sword power of his body was extremely strong.
Boom boom boom!
As Su Mo used a large number of Martial Souls and Fighting Souls, the cage shook violently, as if it could no longer bear the burden.
"How is this possible? Your Fighting Soul is actually so strong? "Seeing this, Wu Mo's face was instantly filled with shock.
To be able to cause the dream that he had created to be on the verge of collapsing, could it be that Wu Chen's Fighting Soul was also a perfect Fighting Soul?
"Hmph! No matter how strong you are! Don't even think of breaking my dream! " Wu Mo snorted coldly. As he tried his best to stabilize the cage, he raised the short saber in his hand and fiercely chopped down on Su Mo's head.
"I want your Fighting Soul!" Su Mo said weakly and immediately activated his Devouring Fighting Soul.
He had already figured out the limits of Wu Mo's dream and breaking it would be easy.
Boom!
As the Devouring Fighting Soul was activated, the entire cage space immediately collapsed and instantly vanished into thin air.
"This is impossible!"
The Witch's terrified voice was heard before it stopped abruptly.
…
In the outside world.
Everyone in the entire fighting ground widened their eyes and stared intently at Wu Chen and Wu Mo on the fighting platform.
Both of them stood motionless, as if they were two stubborn rocks, completely petrified.
Everyone knew that the battle between the two had already begun.
This was an invisible confrontation, strange and terrifying!
When witches killed, they never saw a drop of blood, and they could take their lives.
"How long do you think Wu Chen can last?"
"Wu Chen is very strong, he should be able to last for more than ten breaths!"
"That's impossible. No one of the same rank can last for more than ten breaths under the hands of Wu Mo!"
"My guess is that he can probably last for seven or eight breaths!"
Many people discussed in low voices, all guessing how long Su Mo could last under the hands of Wu Mo.
No one thought that Su Mo could last for more than ten breaths. Wu Mo did not need ten breaths to kill someone of the same rank, no matter how strong the opponent was.
Wu Yuan's face revealed a faint smile. Wu Chen was finally going to die, and Wu Lie's death could be considered avenged.
At that moment, everyone realized that Wu Chen's face had suddenly turned pale on the fighting platform.
"Ha ha! It's only been four breaths! Wu Chen can't hold on any longer? "
"Six breaths is the limit!"
"As expected of Wu Mo! How terrifying! "
"Even someone as strong as Wu Chen can't last for more than ten breaths. Wu Mo is truly invincible among those of the same rank!"
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